User blog comment:Corbus/The Dark Forest/@comment-3474228-20120618031857

"Fleck, get up!" Fieval whispers urgently in his brother's ear as he crouches behind a thick mess of vines and bushes, staring out at a pair of ghouls nearby. Fleck groans softly as he gets up, and Fieval motions for his brother to be quiet. "Look." He points to the direction of the ghouls, and Fleck smiles as he spots them. He picks up his staff, but Fieval grabs his arm. "Not today ... they've been getting stronger and there might be others. Let's go." With a slight frown, Fleck follows his brother and the two sneak off in another direction